TTCTT Ch2

After Mrs. Song was shocked, she suddenly woke up when she looked at Zhu Chi’s appearance.
Song Chenyi must have mistaken Zhu Chi for a girl because his hair was a little longer than that of ordinary boys.

After thinking about the cause and effect, Mrs. Song quickly explained to Song Chenyi: “You misunderstood, Xiaochi is a boy. How can a boy be your wife?”

Song Chenyi opened his bright eyes and did not follow Mrs. Song’s train of thought at all. Instead, he asked her: “Why can’t boys be wives?”
“This…”
Mrs. Song felt that children of this age were particularly difficult to deal with, and she thought hard for a reason: “Then think about it if you let Wang Heng be your wife. If he is your wife, what can you imagine that would be?”

Wang Heng is Song Chenyi’s friend and his classmate. He is a frizzy boy who follows Song Chenyi all day long.

Song Chenyi thought carefully about it, and soon visible disgust appeared on his face.
Mrs. Song was overjoyed. She felt that her example and argument were really miraculous, and she actually made sense of this little kid.

Unexpectedly, Song Chenyi quickly retorted in a clear and logical manner: “Wang Heng is a friend and my wife is my wife. How can these be the same?”

Mrs. Song: “…”

‘No, I can go and answer the question, leave it to us.’

This family is a weirdo.

All in all, they kept on arguing, making the scene very chaotic for a time.

Standing here and witnessing everything, Zhu Chi secretly made up his mind to find a way to cut his hair this week. Otherwise, Song Chenyi might continue to steal his script.

The original owner’s biggest fear when he was a child was cutting his hair. He would tremble terribly whenever he sees the sharp scissors in the barber’s hand, not to mention that the scissors would cut back and forth on his hair. If the barber’s hands shook, he imagined his skin to be pierced and eventually bleed. Thus, what can he do?

Moreover, it would be terrible if the barber changed the customer’s hair in anger because the customer was not satisfied with the hairstyle.

Although Zhu Chi does not have this fear now, the original owner’s grandmother had already explained all the original owner’s likes and dislikes at once before he left.

According to the original plot line, Yang Xuan should have taken Zhu Chi to the barber shop for a neat haircut.

Her educational philosophy is that children should never be spoiled, they should not do whatever they should do, and wear their hair style as they should.

Unexpectedly, after seeing her cute baby son, all those principles flew out of the sky.

Especially when Zhu Chi looked at her with clear and innocent eyes, the softest part of her heart was stabbed hard, and she simply could not do such a cruel thing as taking him to the barber shop that he was most afraid of.

So the matter was naturally shelved.

Unexpectedly, it would indirectly lead to the words that originally belonged to Zhu Chi being snatched away by Song Chenyi.
It’s a slow start!

But it doesn’t matter. Zhu Chi believes that although the road is tortuous, the future must be bright.

He was doing some mental construction on one side. On the other side, Song Chenyi couldn’t wait to hold his hand and said happily: “Xiaochi, be good. Hold your brother’s hand, and I will take you to my house to play.”

Before Zhu Chi could react, he came over, and Song Chenyi had already enthusiastically taken his hand and led him step by step towards his family villa.

Although he is about the same age, Song Chenyi is obviously taller than Zhu Chi. Judging from the back, he really looks like an older brother taking care of his younger brother.

Yang Xuan said to Mrs. Song apologetically: “Madam, I’m really sorry to trouble you.”
Mrs. Song looked at the backs of the two children and said with a smile: “Where can I have such a lovely child as a guest at home? It’s not too late to rejoice.”

*

Song Chenyi’s home was unimaginably big. Zhu Chi looked around and felt that he would definitely get lost if he stayed here alone.
He was a road addict before he entered the book, and it seems that he has not improved much now.

Song Chenyi showed Zhu Chi around his room. On the other side, Mrs. Song and Yang Xuan also entered the room.

Song Chenyi’s room was simply bigger than Zhu Chi’s home. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a whole wall of models.
Planes, racing cars, tanks… everything is available, it is simply a paradise for boys.

Song Chenyi especially likes to collect some beautiful things. When he sees beautiful paintings, models, and dolls, he wants to treasure them. He has an almost obsessive collecting habit.

However, Zhu Chi was once an adult who had seen the world, so he had no special reaction when seeing these models.

Other children would be more or less envious, but Zhu Chi was like a purely appreciative spectator, looking left and right with his light eyes, but never getting closer.

However, when Mrs. Song saw the model in Song Chenyi’s room, her face suddenly changed and she couldn’t help but become nervous.
You know, Song Chenyi’s most precious thing is his own model.
The last time Wang Heng came to their home as a guest, he saw Song Chenyi’s model and couldn’t help but want to touch it, but Song Chenyi slapped his hand.

Not with a lot of force, but it was a warning.

After thinking of this, Mrs. Song immediately stared at Song Chenyi’s hand, always on guard against him attacking Zhu Chi.

The next second, Song Chenyi moved his hands.

Mrs. Song’s heart skipped a beat.

Unexpectedly, Song Chenyi took out a cool model from the cabinet and showed it to Zhu Chi with bright eyes like a treasure.

He was like a fox holding a bait to coax small fish to take the bait. He smiled and said: “Xiaochi, I will give you my favorite thing. Can you live in my house from now on?”

“…”

Be ready to fight at any time. Mrs. Song, who conducted an aerial interception of the thug incident, looked confused.
It was obviously a warm scene, but a strange feeling arose in her heart.

Especially when she discovered that Song Chenyi looked at Zhu Chi with the same possessive look as when he looked at his collection.

Mrs. Song frowned and thought unhappily:

Song Chenyi wouldn’t want to use Xiaochi as part of his collection, right?